Hear No Evil

Today I was in the line for the subway, and I heard the two old ladies standing behind me in line discussing me. One commented that she liked my hair; her friend agreed, but then added that my ass was big.

Understanding. Understanding anything, the smallest, most obvious words, is perilous. Being aware in a country that thinks you deaf, dumb and blind is hard. These moments are among the only when I might stand behind the banner of ignorant bliss.

Of course, one minute later I was sat across a pair of women talking to a small dog in baby carriage, so who are they to judge?